At that day you stared at me for too long. Maybe trying to find something that you lost years ago. I know this now that you were just looking for a heart that fears the loss. Perhaps just someone who can feel. You lived on edges because you lost something and let that loss consume you. I was too innocent to know how it feels to let go so I just sat there looking at the cigarette you smoked like it was something worth saving. Right here at this moment, I know that it wasn’t the cigarette that needed the savings. It was you, the boy who talked too much and said nothing. The boy with sparkling eyes. It was just the cover-up for the darkness you held inside. Now you aren’t here and this half-burnt cigarette keeps reminding me that I should have left and saved myself. You are gone too far and I know now, what you meant when you said people don’t save people, they just destroy them more.
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